The Eyes Of Death Chronicles: Young Masters

Volume Six: Part 2: The Child Of Prophecy

I knew at that point I had two choices, fight her now and inevitably die or run now which wasn't much of a choice, since I was beyond weak, so I had only one choice but that just goes to say, there is always a choice, human's just choose the easier ones. I was so lost in thought that I didn't know when she left, I even begun to doubt she was ever here, after all, reality is a mirror of one's imagination. I passed out and woke up in bed, Camilla was beside me, she shouted, he has woken up, my cousins came in and asked in unison, are you ok? I said to them, it doesn't hurt, but if I do say that it doesn't hurt me, I mean that I can bear it. I asked them what happened and my cousins said they met me on a land situated at the outskirts of Osun and I was beaten half dead. I told them alright but that we needed to start training because I had a month left to fulfil my dream of bringing lord Azarailus to justice. Danzaki laughed and told me it was not wrong to dream but that I must also consider what was realistic. Danzaki uhn, I wonder how he was so tall but yet possessed such a small brain. I really didn't want to talk to anybody, to be so young and have so much anger and pain in me is just too crazy. I was so consumed with self pity that I didn't hear Olivia's question, she asked again, Jamal you still haven't told us what happened out there, we wanted you to rest but we have to know. I simply replied, all is useless before overwhelming power. They looked at me in confusion and asked me what that meant in unison, I told them I fought Lord Azarailus and he beat me near death. Olivia for one was very angry at me, she was mad at me for trying to fight Lord Azarailus alone but my reply shocked her, I told her Lord Azarailus came to me and showed me I was nothing compared to him. I immediately received a revolting slap from Camilla, she told me to stop moping about what has happened and instead find a solution. She reminded me of the saying the Igbo's have, "If you want to defeat an enemy, you don't take away their courage, you take away their hope and lead them into despair", she made sure to remind me that was Lord Azarailus's plan and I was doing exactly what he wanted and that was something I couldn't agree to more. She also reminded me I had power since I took on all of my cousins at the same time and came out unscathed, I laughed at what she said, I wondered what good there was in power when I couldn't protect those I loved. Paulo however voiced out his anger at me for electrocuting him, that was the first time he'd ever been burned, he said to me, you're quite ruthless and heartless. I couldn't help but smile at my situation, the world shattered my heart and then called me heartless. I thought to myself, how was I going to defeat Azarailus and the first idea that popped into my head was what my father always told me, he always said to me, "You can always get one thing in many ways but never many things in one way". I had to change my fighting style, I had to evolve. I was going to defeat Lord Azarailus no matter what it took and I intended to do it in style, after all, revenge is a dish best served cold, I planned to whoop his ass on his home turf. I was focused and prepared, I was going to do whatever it took to multiply Lord Azarailus by zero, though, I’d be lying if I said things were going according to my plan but beggars can’t be choosers, I had to accept this. I had to heal first, God knows, I am beyond tired, I was doing my best but doing my best really should not mean working myself into a mental breakdown, but damn, I hated Lord Azarailus, I wanted him dead, my father out of love had to sacrifice himself for me and that sacrifice had enhanced my hatred towards Lord Azarailus, I was going to make him pay, he’ll be brought to justice. I put my left eye in the eyes of death mode and I began healing, I was healing too fast, in seconds, I was all better, I dare say, I was back to being perfect. That reminds me of the term, regression to the mean, things can’t ever be too good or too bad forever, everything eventually comes back to the mean. However, I was now fully healed and it was now time to train, I woke all my cousins up and told them it was time to train, they were still all drowsy but I wasn’t in the mood for rest, I told them to prepare for hand to hand combat, they were all to come at the same time, they rushed in from all angles, Danzaki arrived first and I gave him a thorough beating, I punched his left cheek and gave him a very painful uppercut, just before he could react, I kicked him painfully in the chest and that kick threw him far from me, Paulo almost took advantage of me being busy with Danzaki and attacked but unfortunately for him, nothing ever escapes my oju iku, and by nothing, I mean nothing. Paulo tried to put me off my balance by taking out my left foot but that was as smart as fetching water with a basket, I jumped slightly and took his left leg in my right hand, I flipped him away and tried to look for the girls, funny enough, they were nowhere to be found, I wondered, where could they be, what were they planning, it doesn’t matter, whatever they were planning, it was not good for me.